O friends, let us exchange the warlike trumpet, which the fearless servants of God raise for wars that are drawn bristling against the twin enemy, for a trumpet of harmonious voice, and let us hymn in song those distinguished in virtues whom we cannot imitate in our sloth!
The enemy, multiform in his iniquity, attacked these athletes of the Highest God with deceitful blandishments to turn them from the truth.
But they, brandishing a heart raised to their Master, are prompt to break through the nets of the fierce fowler.
Then in his wrath the hidden foe spewed fiercely the force of his rage into the open and armed his limbs against the soldiers of God.
But they, conquering every sort of punishment, consecrated their heads to be laurelled by Christ the King.
